Dressed as the vicious stepmother of the villains

Chapter 285 The Fifth Drumstick

Qiao Lian didn't see him for several days.

At first, she thought she didn't miss much, but when she saw it for real at this moment, she just felt dizzy and dazed, as if time had flowed backwards, and the person in front of her was still the same person, but the place and time and space were completely out of order.

"Repeatedly, repeatedly." Ji Yunshu called her several times in confusion.

I thought this woman would be happy about his arrival, but in the end she just lost her mind and couldn't even cry out several times in succession.

Prince Qingping expressed a little depression.

"Ah, Yun Shu." Qiao came back to his senses again and again, "Are you done?"

In the past few days, people from the Zhao family have bitten Prince Qingping and the Liu family like crazy, and they handed over the memorials one by one.

Although it wouldn't cause any serious troubles to Ji Yunshu, it would be quite troublesome to have to be singled out and explained by the emperor every time.

Ji Yunshu pursed his lips, "I'm done."

"People from the Zhao family..." Qiao Lianlian asked hesitantly.

"They're not good enough." Ji Yunshu smiled slightly, and stepped forward to hug the little girl, "Little Geer, did you miss your father today?"

Yu Feige, who has already been sealed as a princess, but has never called His Highness the Crown Prince's father, nodded seriously, "I think about it."

He pursed his lips again, and slapped Ji Yunshu on the face.

Yu Feique was originally smiling, but when he saw this scene, his expression suddenly twisted, and finally turned into a forced smile.

Ji Yunshu raised his eyebrows, glanced at the goat's milk soup next to Xiao Ge'er's mouth, and sighed.

This little thing never knows how to wipe his mouth when kissing others.

Alas, there is really no way.

"Father, you said just now that the watermelon seeds we eat are made from pumpkins, but they are obviously the seeds that fell from the watermelons we eat." Yu Feige is always persistent about questions that he doesn't understand.

Ji Yunshu patiently explained, "The seeds of the watermelon we usually eat are too small to make watermelon seeds. Only the melon seeds from beating melons can be made into big watermelon seeds."

Xiao Ge'er was thoughtful, "No wonder I finished eating the watermelon and wanted to take a bite of the melon seeds, but I found it very difficult to eat."

This scene is so beautiful, Qiao Lianlian stood at the dining table, watching with a smile, but felt that no matter how much he looked at it, he couldn't get enough of it.

"Mother, I'm done." The next moment, the eldest son came in again, followed by the younger son.

The two daughters are well-behaved and smart, Yuxue is smart, and the two sons are tall and straight, with handsome faces.

Everything is so beautiful, only a round little fat man is missing.

Qiao sighed again and again, and called the children to sit down, "Hurry up and eat, it will be cold later, how did Cheng'er do in the exam today, can you win the top spot?"

Yu Feicheng's expression was indifferent, "It's probably possible."

Qiao Lianlian loved his calm and mastery of everything, "Okay, okay, the city is the best, come, eat a chicken drumstick to make up for it."

Yu Feique pouted at the side, "Mom, I want it too, you can't be biased towards big brother."

Qiao Lianlian could only smile, and picked up a chicken leg for each of the four children.

When she caught the fifth chicken leg, she couldn't help but think of the little fat man again. She sighed and put the chicken leg into Ji Yunshu's bowl, "I'll eat it for you."

...that disdainful tone.

To be honest, this was the first time Ji Yunshu ate the chicken legs that Qiao Lianlian picked up, and it was thanks to the little fat man's absence.

Well, it's good to find out that the fat son is not there for the first time.

In the bitter cold frontier in the north, Gu Lou, who was eating buns, sneezed.

The soldier with a dirty face next to him was taken aback, "Gu Lou, you must be sick, do you want to report to the general?"

"It's okay, how could I be sick with my body?" Gu Lou rubbed the tip of his nose with the rough back of his hand, and muttered softly, "Why do I feel like someone is talking about me behind my back..."

(End of this chapter)